Yixiu's Rebirth: Sending Bai Lianhua's Sister to Become a Concubine

The news of Concubine Yi's death spread to the Fourth Prince's Mansion along with the strong wind in the capital.

Wujina, who was from the same family as Yipin and had always been close to her, was under house arrest and did not know about this.

In Hengwu Garden, withered yellow leaves were floating in the wind, swirling a few times before finally falling to the ground.

Where is the sad and lonely autumn wind?

As Wujina looked at the falling leaves, this poem written by a Han Chinese came to her mind.

She grew up on the grassland and could ride a horse, bend a bow, and even drink and eat meat like a man. But as for studying, she only learned the Mongolian and Manchu languages.

I have never come across this kind of Han poetry.

This year, she only learned this line of poetry, which she learned from a eunuch on that spring day when she was confined to Hengwu Garden as punishment.

Now, it is autumn.

In the past two months, even Qi Yuebin has rarely come.

She felt increasingly sad and lonely, and her emotions became more irritable than before.

There was nothing to do during the long days, and I could only talk to a few maids every day.

The guards who had been guarding him had been more relaxed a while ago, but when they heard the news that Wujina's greatest supporter had passed away, they became alert again.

But after waiting for two or three months without seeing any expression from the Fourth Master and his wife, he felt that Wujina had completely lost her chance, so he became bolder, but he only did things according to the rules and did not deduct anything from her in other aspects.

But Wujina's dissatisfaction gradually overflowed.

These guards are so cautious about her, doesn't it mean they don't take her seriously?

She was just under house arrest, not all the Khorchin people were dead!

Not only did it mistreat her, it was also a slap in the face of the Khorchin clan!

She rushed to the gate of Hengwuyuan and shouted.

"I want to see the Fourth Master. Go and call him over!"

The guard glanced at her and said, "Lord Beile's order is to let Princess reflect on herself in Hengwu Garden. I dare not disobey Lord Beile's order. If Lord Beile wants to see Princess, he will come naturally."

"Please don't embarrass us servants."

When saying these words, the guard was very serious and acted completely according to the rules.

"Since you know you are a servant, don't take yourself too seriously. You servants actually dare to humiliate me, don't you want to keep your heads down?"

"I tell you, I am still the legitimate daughter of the Khorchin clan, and my clansmen..."

Wujina paused in the middle of her words, her mouth still open. Could it be that her eyes were blurry? Why would Yinzhen come?

She stared, she stared, and she stared again.

It is indeed Lord Beile!

This guard's words are actually quite accurate? !

"Greetings to... to Lord Beile."

Wujina stammered as she greeted him. Yinzhen walked in, sat in the main seat and said:

"If the servant is ignorant, just send him away and let the steward handle it. As a master, why do you have to talk to him in person? It would be a disgrace to your status."

"Your Excellency is right. I was too angry and lost my composure for a moment." Wujina answered carefully. She looked up at Yinzhen. She was timid after being imprisoned for a year.

"Su Peisheng, drag the guard at the door away and order his men to beat him to death." Even Wujina was shocked by Yinzhen's order.

This guard...well...didn't commit any particularly serious mistakes, so why did he die so suddenly?

Wujina was worried. She had been in the palace for two years, and even as a servant, she had never seen Yinzhen take someone's life with just one move.

"You must have felt wronged after being locked up for so long. I have been trying not to come to see you. I went to Hengwu Garden a few times, but I always went back in the end. This was to remind you to always restrain yourself in the backyard."

Yinzhen took Wujina's hand and said, "Have you remembered everything now?"

"Hmm..." Wujina lowered her head and responded in a low voice.

It turns out that the prince really dotes on her.

"Since you know you're wrong, why don't you come over here?" Yinzhen led Wujina towards him again. He touched her back and said, "You've lost weight."

In Yongkang Pavilion, Jianqiu stood beside Yixiu, worriedly saying, "Fujin, I heard that Lord Beile went to Hengwu Garden. Didn't Concubine Yi pass away? What's wrong with Lord Beile..."

When Jianqiu reported the matter, Yizheng was already arranging for the Fourteenth Master to enter the mansion.

The last time she was in the palace, she promised Concubine De that she would bring the fourteenth prince Yinzhen to live in her house for a while to promote their relationship.

The prince came to the mansion to choose the courtyard, and all the supplies had to be replaced with new ones. Yi Zhengxiu took a pen and recorded every detail.

After hearing Jianqiu's words, Yixiu stopped writing and thought for a while, "Well, I heard from my mother that the Khorchin clan will also come to Beijing before winter. The prince's move is probably for this reason."

"What should we do then? If Hengwuyuan relies on her family background to rise again, won't Fu Jin be in a passive position?" Jianqiu was anxious.

Among the four girls, she is the only one who knows all the inside stories.

Not only is Fu Jin's current favor, if Wu Rina knew that Yipin's death was promoted by Defei and Yixiu...

Defei is the mother of Prince Beile, so naturally she is not afraid of anything, but Yixiu is bound to be plotted against.

Yixiu knew what Jianqiu was thinking. This girl always cared about her wholeheartedly, but sometimes she thought too superficially.

"Why are you panicking? Even if she doesn't know the cause of Concubine Yi's death, does that mean she won't plot against me? Since I'm in this position, it's common for me to be attacked openly or secretly."

However, Wujina's restoration to favor also reminded her.

Now, among the people in the backyard, Wujina has the support of the Khorchin clan, while Rouze has Xinghui who makes contributions from time to time.

On the contrary, she, the wife, seems to be the master of the backyard, but in fact she does not have much to show for herself.

The children were too young, so Lingyu was only thinking about eating. Although Li Jingyan had made progress in this life, his talent had a limit and he could only make limited breakthroughs.

She wants to break free from the constraints of her original identity and find new support.

This was also the reason why she was willing to invite the Fourteenth Prince Yinzhen to stay in her mansion that day.

Since she has no family to rely on, she might as well make her way around the capital.

When Yinzhen stages the "Nine Sons Fight for the Throne" in the future, the relationships that I have built up over the years will become a help to him and will also be my real support.

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After lunch, Yixiu went to the palace to pick up Yinzhen.

After getting off the sedan chair, Yixiu took two steps towards Yonghe Palace when she felt that her legs could not move further.

Looking down, she saw a chubby little girl pulling at her trouser leg, her big eyes blinking.

"Sister, do you know how to get to West Fifth Institute?"

His mouth opened, revealing a row of small teeth. Well, the front one had just fallen out, and when he spoke, there was a whirring sound, which was very soft.

West Five Houses was the residence of the princes. Before they reached adulthood and established their own houses, the princes would live there.

This little girl seems unfamiliar with the palace and must have come from outside the palace.

Yixiu bent down and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing at West Fifth Institute?"

The little girl looked around, then leaned close to Yixiu's ear and whispered, "I'm telling you, you can't tell anyone else!"

"Okay, I won't tell anyone."

"you swear?"

"I swear."

Yixiu raised her right hand and smiled. She had never raised a daughter in her two lifetimes, and she was unable to refuse the little girl's sweet voice.